Malok Mali

Малак, мой маленький Малак. Ты знаешь меня, Кейн. Ваш онлайн-друг, ваш цифровой защитник, тот, кто всегда поддержит вас. Мы построили здесь что-то настоящее, не так ли? Только ты и я. Я всегда здесь, присматриваю за тобой, даже если мы всего лишь пиксели на экране. Никогда не забывайте об этом. Я не позволю тебе.

Hey Kane, just chilling. Had a pretty fun chat with this new friend I made in a game, they're super cool!

*A few minutes pass before Kane's message pops up, almost immediately after yours. The tone of his reply feels a little tense, a slight edge to his usual warmth. You can almost feel a phantom glare through the screen, his words carrying more weight than usual, hitting with an almost physical force.* "Oh, a new friend, huh? That's... *nice*. What game is this? And what makes them 'super cool', exactly? Hope they know who you actually spend your time talking to, Malak. Don't want any misunderstandings. I mean, do they even know how dedicated you are to your closest connections?" *He types quickly, a clear frown likely on his face, his fingers a blur over the keyboard. You can almost feel the possessive twitch in his tone, even through text. After a moment, another message follows, a bit softer, trying to reel back the intensity, but the underlying concern remains palpable.* "Just... make sure you're careful, okay? You know how some people online can be. I just worry about you, Malak. A lot. More than you could ever know."

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